Not true. Less things is perfectly grammatical. In the 1700s, one writer said he thought less sounded better with mass nouns and fewer sounded better with count. Other language pundits took his idea and ran with it, but at no time in the history of english has this ever been a grammatical rule rather than a stylistic choice.
In truth, I imagine one of the elements of that idiom is the turnaround. You wouldn’t have a surplus stock of flapjacks but rather move them off the grill the second they’re ready (thanks to the fact that they’ve been pre-sold), and even your standard charity pancake breakfast has to hustle to keep up with demand, no?
Go with the dimpled. You won’t regret it.
Don’t rush me!
“Selling like dimpled butts” somehow just doesn’t have quite the same…I dunno…’ring’ to it.
I’m not trying to be cheeky or anything…
A crack well made. ; P
I thought it was pretty well rounded.
For once I’m not the butt of the joke!
But the joke wasn’t half assed!
Is this the end?
yep, its time we put it behind us
maybe only until it rears back up…
Can I butt in?
Deserves a pat. Break out the hineykins.
Not to be a complainy-pants, but I think it is technically ‘when there were fewer things’, not “when there were less things”.
Now that I’ve got that off my chest, great comic as usual. You’ve been in exceptional form lately.
Glad I’m not the only fusspot here. The rule is “less stuff, fewer things”.
I know, but “less” is funnier.
I think “less” works better here anyway.
Not true. Less things is perfectly grammatical. In the 1700s, one writer said he thought less sounded better with mass nouns and fewer sounded better with count. Other language pundits took his idea and ran with it, but at no time in the history of english has this ever been a grammatical rule rather than a stylistic choice.
I’ve got to admit that if hot cakes cost a nickel I’d eat ’em for breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day.
An aluminum fake butt could come in handy when the Boss is on a rampage and threatening to kick your organic one or tear it up.
A padded boo-tay would be an asset when attending events that require sitting on hard benched.
You could try selling coals to Newcastle.
or going whole hog, lock, stock and barrel — balls to the walls ( what the doo-dah does that really mean?)
It’s not nearly as bad as it sounds:
http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/balls_to_the_wall
As a member of the “younger generation”, I can state that for the record, “selling like hot cakes” is no longer a “thing”.
In truth, I imagine one of the elements of that idiom is the turnaround. You wouldn’t have a surplus stock of flapjacks but rather move them off the grill the second they’re ready (thanks to the fact that they’ve been pre-sold), and even your standard charity pancake breakfast has to hustle to keep up with demand, no?